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If a person wants to become a Buddha, there are three thousand great ways; if a person wants to fall into a demon, there are thousands of small desires.

Martial arts are also like endless storage, swords have thousands of forms, and knives have thousands of forms.

Tao Shi is the insignificant one among all kinds of appearances, not showing off the mountains and dews, let alone being compared with the behemoth Qinmen.

This generation is a single biography, and Tao Zhenqing is born, who is unfortunately destined to be a knife idiot.Tao Zhenqing's sword theory is very superb, and her sword skills are also very outstanding.He took it for granted that he was "crazy", until the "crazy" lost his beloved wife, and only his youngest son and his knife remained in his life.Muxiu must be destroyed by the forest wind, just as the sword must be destroyed by the people, the sword is the one that succeeds, and the one that is defeated; It's better to say that he died on his own way of the sword.

After his death, Tao Sansi laughed at Futu for the rest of his life, spending the rest of his life between loving and hating knives.Love is inherited from blood relatives; hatred is due to fate.

Shaolin Wuhui had a relationship with Tao Zhenqing, so he went to Shaolin.There are thousands of volumes of scriptures and thousands of Buddhist truths, but there is not a single word that can make him know "giving up".

Therefore, he shaved his temples and climbed up the endless steps step by step to ask the Buddha—how to let go of hatred, how to cut off desire, and how to settle down—the Buddha didn't answer, and he looked for it from the knife.

Wuhui refused to light the scar for him.

"The eyes are the eyes of dust and mud, and the heart is the heart of the sea of ​​blood. The magic word in the right eye and the ghost word in the left eye. You have no destiny with me. If you have no destiny, you should not ask for anything."

"If there is no destiny, then there will be no destiny. I just want to use my evil body to cleanse my sins."

"An evil body is an evil body, but sinful karma is not sinful karma. The Buddha sees your heart, unbelief, dishonest, unclean, only the sea of ​​desire is overwhelming."

Xiaoxiao Futu looked up to the sky and left with a long smile.

Since then, there have been many rebels in Shaolin Wuhui, and an evil monk has been added to Chilian Palace.

Half a year into Chi Lian, he accidentally saw Lian Wan who was under house arrest in the underground palace, and learned that all the cases were ordered by the Qin Sect, so he changed his disguise and sneaked into Luanshan.

Meeting Qin Nuo and Qin Zheng's quarrel, laughing at Futu and hiding in a secluded place, learning the inside story.

"Brother, stop! I know you are in a lot of trouble, but how can you join forces with Lian Wan! How can you do this! This is so——it's unconscionable!"

"He has no conscience. Third brother, who are you talking to?"

"Big brother!"

"Nowadays when we talk about the Qin Clan, we only know that the Qin Clan has the Mie Di Sword Manual, but not the Qin Clan has a sword. If you don't become the leader, people will not know it; if you don't Ling Qingyun, the future generations will be unknown. Since I, the Qin Clan, can't get the best The knife that I own, the other people - can't even think of getting it!"

Ye laughed at Futu's first hearing of this theory, and laughed at its absurdity.And it is not unreasonable to be careful and observe it carefully.

Killing and killing for others, the cycle goes on and on without end; the weak die because of incompetence, and the strong die without being invincible; the father died because he was not yet invincible!

Antecedent cause and effect are fate; love and hate are hard to give up, it is human feelings - I can't give up, I don't want to give up, I don't need to give up!

He slowly opened his eyes, and smiled slowly at the person he hated: "Master, you give all kinds of dust to the poor monk, and you will be rewarded for what you give. Is it serious?"

"Why can't I bear it? Abandoned by blood relatives, I can bear it; people scolded by the world, I can bear it. Lian Wan tried Gu on me, I can bear it; Qin Zheng forced me to be driven by him, and locked me in the back mountain for nearly a year, during which time I can't bear to fast for several days and cut off my limbs. What I can't bear is that you use Shizhi; what I can't bear is that you push Shizhi into danger-he is my everything. No."

"Oh? Shouldn't it be like this? He knows that you have an enmity with him, and you can't bear it; he knows that you lied to him for 13 years, and you can't bear it; What is your nature, you can't bear it!"

Nie Fang shook slightly, raised his head and closed his eyes.

Smiling, Futu clasped his hands together, and sighed, "Master, ghosts should walk the way of ghosts. You dragged a flesh and blood person to accompany you to spend time, harming others and yourself, so why bother?"

"……you are not me."

"The poor monk is definitely not." Futu smiled and said quietly, "The poor monk has doubts, please ask the trainer to explain it. For the trainer, what is the taste of killing?"

Nie Fang took a step back and sat on the ground.

"It tastes good." He spread out his murderous palm, half of his face was immersed in warm light, half of his face was immersed in shadow, and the boundary between the opening and closing of his eyes suddenly disappeared, only Yu Sen was so cold that he was almost as numb as a beast.

Futu laughed and sighed.

"The knife is in my hand, and the lives of all the lives are slaughtered by me, all of them are panicked and sad - you know how my skills come from, born in the blood, grow in the blood, that kind of fishy-sweet The taste is very wonderful. The more people I kill, the less likely I will be coerced by others, I am happy for this, and I even covet it."

"Malicious? Cruel? Naturally vicious! Naturally cruel! At first, viciousness and cruelty were the means by which I survived; later, viciousness and cruelty were the joys I could not part with in my spare time; now, viciousness and cruelty are my nature That's why Nie Shiqi would say——Killing lives to me, for example, cooking small fresh food, cooking it for joy, and eating it for joy."

Ye Xiao Futu was full of anger: "Hasn't the trainer... felt guilty?"

"Have you ever eaten watermelon? With the knife in your hand, you also splashed blood on your body and gouged out the flesh under the skin, but who would feel guilty for this?" Nie Fang asked back, indifferent, and even a little bit of contemptuous pity. "You said you hated me because I killed Tao Zhenqing. I killed people like hemp, and took too many lives. I don't remember who he looks like, and I can't remember. But there is one thing, I always remember it very well..."

His silent eyes slowly moved up, stopping at the sky eroded by the red clouds.

"I remember the look in your eyes when you saw me for the first time, and you smiled. I have seen this kind of look on countless people... It is dirty, but it is also true and beautiful. Greed, ambition, longing... People from the past I have given it countless names, but none of them can fully express its essence. People, take it with you, take it away, no one can know what the hell it is. Hold it, and spend your whole life for it. If you put it down, there is only one death. Ordinary people choose to restrain him, but you are the same as me... let it go."

"You went to Nanjiang to find Lian Wan, and you found out my whereabouts from the old lunatic, pretending to be Tao Sansi to find out the ins and outs of this poison, do you hate me?" The words of the words were cold and stern, "You deceived Shi Zhongxin and Shi Yucheng, and spent a lot of time on the Miedi Saber. Do you hate me? Hate? Third, who are you lying to?"

Ye Xiao Futu lowered his head and approached the person he hated.

This man was very different from when we first met.Chi Lianzhu is vicious and cunning, invulnerable, and dazzles people; while Nie Shiqi's face is frosty at the moment, waiting to die, like a falcon that has broken its wings and is calmly going to die.

But something remains the same, something remains the same.

"Old Nie," he also changed his title, pulled out the long knife that Tao Zhenqing left him, and drew along the side of Nie Fang's face, "I hate you, I hate you so much. I'm dying, but you Open your mouth... mean, mean, too mean, this is the first hatred in my life."

The tip of the knife lightly stroked the corner of his mouth.

Nie Fang did not move.

"Your eyes are always too clear, as if you don't care about anything, and you can let go of everything. This is the second hatred in my life. But I have to keep it, and you have to use it to see your release." You laughed. Futu said, "Nie Fang, let go? Tang Shizhi, Shizhi? Old Nie, who are you lying to?"

The second knife fell on the corner of the eye, and the blood bead kissed the cheek, like tears.

"The poor monk will not kill you, Master Lianzhu. The poor monk will save your life." He drew another vertical line between the two wounds on the face, and then took the knife to the waist and abdomen, "tell the poor monk, Mie Di Where is the sword manual?"

"14 years ago, Qinmen, in the flames. I remembered it and burned it to ashes, who knows where."

The third and fourth swords fell almost at the same time!

Ye Xiaofutu grabbed Nie Fang's jaw and forced him to bow his head, and kicked away the two shins that had been chopped off by him.

The blood flowed profusely and splashed everywhere, and a few droplets flew into the room, Nie Fang's pupils shrank suddenly.Before he could react, Xiaoxiaofutu lifted up the remaining two-thirds of his body, and pressed him into a pool of blood!

"Master, you have absorbed the energy and blood of countless people. This time, let's taste the taste of your own blood." Smiling Futu stroked the red lines on Nie Fang's right cheek in admiration, and wiped the long knife on the spot, " The poor monk won't kill you, but Qin Mingduan will, so you have to hold on and see him—the last time."

he's gone.

But he couldn't get very far.

A knife comes from the back, enters the wind and returns to the void, silently.

What is the truth of extinction?

The fruit retribution is exhausted, and life and death are liberated.The extinction of all phases, the extinction of all thoughts, the extinction of the ashes and the extinction of wisdom to the state of Nirvana, is the truth of extinction.

What is a ghost?

Withered and discouraged, eyes pierced and heart dead.Those who lose their bodies, abandon their gods and spirits, forget their images and enter the six realms of reincarnation are ghosts.

Only by comprehending the way of extinction can one obtain the ghost sword of extinction!

The swordsman withdraws the sword, sees no life, sees no death, neither joy nor sorrow.

He stepped in slowly and fell into a ghost in an instant.

There are still three or two lamps left in the evening light.

In the evening light of three or two lamps, one person used two palms instead of feet, and crawled from the courtyard to the front of the house as if with a severed tail.

When the swordsman came, he was holding the ground with one hand, and carefully wiping the blood splashed on the ground with the other.This is quite ridiculous, because his face and body were covered with cold blood, and after one drop was wiped off, three or four drops were added, which could not be wiped clean.

But he wiped slowly and earnestly, as if he wanted to protect the cleanest place in his heart, as if he would only do, and would only do, this futile thing until the breath stopped.

But he can't clean it.

The swordsman squatted down silently, thought for a while, and then knelt down beside this ridiculous and stubborn evil ghost.

"...you know everything?"

"……Um."

Nie Fang paused, and said, "If the father kills, if the son does not take revenge, he is not the son. Shi Zhi, do what you should do."

He seemed to have finally admitted that the place could no longer be clean, and the remaining obsession disappeared, and he let it go gently.But he still wanted to take a look at his Shi Zhi, so he turned to face him.

The little guy who brought him peanuts back then was deprived of his family by his kindness, and he dragged him into a human again - he didn't know what it was, he was disappointed and absurd, but in the end it wasn't Yes.

Nie Fang looked at Shi Zhi's eyebrows and eyes, rarely in a daze.

He remembered what he said before killing Qin Zheng.

"Actually, I know."

"The back mountain is the secret land of the Qin family, and it hides the secrets of Lian Wan and you. Without your acquiescence, how could a five or six-year-old child come to the back mountain to look for me again and again? If you didn't threaten me with Ming Duan, I would Even if you die of starvation on Luanyang Mountain, you will never be manipulated!"

"Qin Zheng, what do you think of him?"

and then?

Then...

Killed a lot, killed red-eyed, killed heart and soul, killed all... Qin Sect, all killed.

Although Shi Qi hated Qin Zheng, he also thanked him for the pain he caused.When he was imprisoned in Luanshan, he grasped the true meaning of the four elements of emptiness in one unbearable night and day after another, that is, the emptiness of the abdomen, the emptiness of the brain, the emptiness of the heart, and the emptiness of everything.Because the "emptiness" is too much, someone empowers him with pain, so that his light body can touch the dust and mud, and he can guard the people he can't let go.So he is grateful for this suffering, and is grateful for it all the time.

But he lost his mind.

Smiling, it was the escape route he left for himself before destroying Qinmen and Chilian Palace. There was no need to create another "Seventeen Swords".

But he wanted to clean himself up and clean up before he could get Ming Duan back.

He found him, after suffering a lot in Mingduan.So he asked him to change his surname to Tang—Tang, it's always sweet.

But he remembered that Shi Zhi's surname was Qin, so he taught him the Mie Di Sword Manual, but he did not become a master.He was a teacher for a day and a father for life, and he killed Ming Duan's father.

For 13 years, I said fast and fast, and I was happy every day with Shi's company; I said slow and slow, when the poisonous Gu poisoned, it was like a year, and there were several times when the pain was so painful that I wanted to die, and finally there was only one thought: He said he wanted to accompany Shi Zhi, he couldn't die, at least not now.

But he broke his promise in the end, he only had one of the hundred and ten lives of the Qin Clan, and he couldn't afford it.

A thousand thoughts arise in a flash, and everything is destroyed with the flick of a finger.

After being greedy for so many years, it's time for him to let go.

But he couldn't let it go.

"Do what you should do." He said again, "At the age of playing with mud, I have lost my knees before and behind everyone... One year in Luanshan, I can only be a paralyzed man without limbs. Anyway, this cheap life is about to be tossed. Yes, this time, I want to stand."

Tang Xunzhang picked Shiqi up from the ground. He was already very light, but with two missing legs, he became even lighter.

The night fell lingeringly, a barren and hollow blue-black.He walked into the yard with Nie Fang in his arms, and the bloody yellow leaves were swept away by the wind, and they all nestled in the corner of the wall and shivered.

"When Bai Laowu talks nonsense, I know you are not there. You are always like this...always!"

Tang Xunzhang figured out many things in that flash.For example, why Shi Qi tripped him in the teahouse; for example, why Xiao Xiao Futu met him under the mountain; and why Qi Qi asked him to release it.

He laughed miserably, his eyes were red, wishing he could tear him apart before Shi Qi died: "You always want to get rid of me...you want to get rid of me again! You..."

"I didn't," Nie Fang defended softly, even the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth could not dispel his anxiety, "Nie Shiqi, abandon the seven emotions, abandon the order, abandon the truth, abandon the destiny... I never wanted to get rid of you. I asked you Shizhi to warn myself... I should let you go. But it didn't work... I tried, Shizhi. It didn't work once... "

Tang Xunzhang: "...you always lie to me, I don't believe you." He still wants to get rid of you - there is a cold voice in his heart - even the King of Hades can go to see you, just to get rid of you .

Always.

Eight years, 13 years.Whether it is more hate or more other things, it is difficult to answer, but it is also easy to answer.

The trip to Sishan was enough for him to understand who Chi Lianzhu was.And the Shiqi he knew was always the Shiqi who let go when he said, left when he wanted, told a lot of lies, was ruthless at times, made trouble for no reason, but had no heart in nature.During his 13 years of life, he was always as beautiful as a painting.

His current world is the world that Nie Fang led him to mold. It is not bright or spacious, but it is still his world.

But the world he used to tear apart with his own hands.

He and Shiqi watched the sunset for 13 years, and ate the same meals face to face, and he still thought about using his hard-working skills to pester him for a lifetime.

But Seventeen killed the person who was supposed to be with him.

hate it?hate.

But what he dreamed about most was the wisteria flowers in the garden.

He wanted to tell Seventeen, I remembered you, how could you be so skinny then?He wanted to tell Shi Qi, don't always lie to me to drink flower wine, if you lie to me again, I won't believe you in the future.

He wants to set up a bench in the yard for him to bask in the sun. Some of the daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar at home are almost gone, and he has to buy them; he wants to learn how to make wine and peel him a plate of peanuts; Thousands of seventeen copper coins were bought back for the rest of his life and hidden in his heart, warming his heart and lungs.

But he also wanted to stab him through, to slit open his chest, to see if it was empty.

And all these things that can be said and cannot be said, can be done and cannot be done are no longer necessary.

Nothing is necessary anymore.

Holding Nie Fang's right cheek, he lowered his head and pecked at the corner of his lips, and made another imprint on the lower lip.

Nie Fang was stunned, and rolled away the blood beads on his lower lip like licking honey, and smiled: "I really didn't give you a wrong name back then... sweet, sticky... I couldn't shake it off even if I tried my best."

"Don't even think about it."

The two legs on which a person lives and lives are the two roots of love and hate.One day, a person came in a hurry, scattered the seeds casually, and left in a hurry.Now it sprouts and thrives, matures and grows lush, firmly bringing him together with the world, and the same person hastily came again, twisting these two roots to pieces.

He didn't allow him to leave in a hurry.

He hugged his Shiqi tightly, trembling all over his body: "...Ah Fang."

"What's the name? No big or small."

"I've wanted to call you that for a long time."

"Boy, be gentle with your hands." Nie Fang smiled again, "Hold...just hold you, I promise I won't let you go...but don't be too tight...I'm in pain."

"……it is good."

He didn't want him to be in pain any more, even for a little bit.

He's been in pain for too long.

The moonlight was very good, although it was not a full moon, but the curved and bright hook was like a black circle superimposed on the full moon.

These two circles silently illuminate the two people in the court, and the knife that connects the two hearts; one is cold and rotten, the other is hot and alive.At first the hot one nourished the cold one with hot blood, and it gradually became warmer and warmer until it seemed to be alive; later, the sounds of people, wind, birds, and fallen leaves were exhausted and tired, They also cool down together.

The day Nie Shiqi retrieved his Shizhi was not a full moon night either.

But there was also a beautiful moonlight that night, silver and bright, clear and flawless.

"I don't have any money at hand, only seventeen copper coins. Seventeen copper coins, buy you for 17 years, how about it?"

He had a vague feeling that this person was lying to him, but as if he had been fascinated by the moon, he obediently agreed.

He took his hand and walked into the rest of his life.

Since then, never let go.

(Finish)

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Well, the liver explosion is over.